This is a song about "Tissues"

Oh man shes bleeding get her some tissues

We buying they hoes bags, getting they bitches shoes

Anybody can get it, hand his man some tissues

My own worst enemy so fuck it either way i can't lose

But really i'm just caught in the loop, of understanding the truth

I can tell you carry purses and you’re always jacking tissues,

Heart is split in half and now my trash is filled with tissues/

Ain't none of my niggas crip, and we giving niggas the blues

But wouldn't be the topic of my few friends talking

Tissues and moans even in the morning